Chasing Love.

Chp-11

"I will like to decorate my hands with an arabic pattern"I admitted. She showed me few designs and started working on my hands with wet henna. Actually I hate mehendi ceremonies. You know I hate the smell of henna. But now as it is a part of ritual and I don't want our marriage to be incomplete in any manner ,I am ready to apply this on my hand.
And the biggest reason is Zohair likes it..

While my hands were being decorated I was busy observing things and people around.
Few candles as white as snow, beautifully decorated with the henna , were placed on the tables.
Trays were also decorated with henna . Wow! It looks beautiful.

After a while,others including mom,my mum (mother-in-law), Aiza ,Feria and others also had their hands coloured with henna designs.

"So where should I write ur habibi's name?" Henna applier questioned.

"Ohh ya plz write it in bold letters ha!Zohair! !!"Feria started teasing me. And I gave her killer glares.

His name was written on my palm in that sweet flower!!
"Mashallah!!It's very nice! Now waiting to see the colour that will reveal how much Zohair loves you??"Henna applier murmured .

It is said that the henna color of a bride tells the love of the groom towards her. Deepest colour indicates enormous love.
After completing my hands they started colouring my legs. Gosh!!! I hate mehendi's on leg!!!!

Few hours later my wet henna was completely dry. My mom fed me lunch with his hands..
Aiza haven't communicated with me since two days.
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At night

I removed henna particles from my hand. The colour was mind blowing.
It was dark brown..
"So my son-in-law loves my daughter so much!!"Mom smiled and I could feel my cheeks turning red.
"So you are going to be a wife and a daughter-in-law and your life's gonna completely change. Pray to Allah and then take rest. Tommorow is gonna be a big day for you my child." My mom explained and I nodded.
" ooh ya! Tomorrow after Jum'ah prayer is your nikaah.Be ready ...after the prayer your father-in-law accompanied with few men will be here for your acceptance and signature on Nikaah nama.(marriage certificate)

After sometime,while I was busy praying on my prayer rug some one entered my room. Aiza!!! I smiled at her and stood from my rug and went near her.
She looked sad. Her eyes were red as if she has cried rivers.

"Alizaaa!!"she gave me a tight hug!!

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Next day-

After Jum'ah prayer. .

Feria's P.O.V-

We woke up and offered salaah (prayer).
Today was Aliza's wedding and lots of preparations need to be done.
I went in auntie 's room who was sitting on the prayer rug with pain.
"Auntie!!Are you alright!"I asked worriedly.
"Ya....Feria plz bring my medicine from there. Plz!!"
I quickly brought her medicine and handed it to her.
"Plz pray for me. I cannot die on my daughter's wedding day!"she cried.
"Wait I will call uncle and others!"

"No plz the pain is less now. I don't want Aliza to be sad."she hold my hands begging.

I gave her a glass of water and she lied on my lap. "Plz take care of Aliza."she begged with tears in her eyes.And she closed her eyes.........